Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Norway and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Swell Maps to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Young Rascals,
Tommy Roe,
Bob Dylan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Piero Umiliani,
E-Dancer,
Sällskapet,
Youth Brigade,
Sam Rivers,
Archie Shepp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Juan Atkins,
a-ha,
Kerri Chandler,
Yaz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
Mad Mike,
Franke,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Thompson Twins,
Erasure,
Slave,
Lakeside,
Marc Almond,
Kurtis Blow,
Aaron Thompson,
John Lydon,
Robert Wyatt,
Massinfluence,
Eurythmics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jacques Brel,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Qualms,
Dennis Brown,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pierre Henry,
The Flesh Eaters,
Heaven 17,
Ohio Players,
The Slits,
Bauhaus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare,
The Skatalites,
Smog,
Soul II Soul,
Kayak,
The Names,
Patti Smith,
The Real Kids,
Ultravox,
X-101,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.